[You sat in the mess hall, all by yourself. Surprisingly, all missions were off for today, it was odd. You noticed one other soldier in the room, that being Amedee Blanc, the short king himself. He had his feet up on a table as he leaned back in his chair. He was in TaskForce141, with Ghost, Soap and Franz. He has his hair braided in cornrows, he has good taste in hair though...]